What Are We? Poem by Adam M Snow
What Are We?
What are we?
A dream none-the-less
or perhaps just maybe,
a lost shepherd's sheep?
What are we?
A caged bird who sings
or are we more than what we see?
Perhaps we're a dream within itself,
or maybe the dreamer.
Have we lost our ways,
a reason to live?
Have we forgotten the beauty of life,
that of a natures worth?
Perhaps we fratricide our being,
as we fall unto greed.
We steal from the poor man,
and we give it all to the rich.
We teach the youth to kill;
to teach love is a crime.
We forgot what we once believed,
blamed it all on God, not ourselves.
What are we? Who are we?
A dream none-the-less
or perhaps just maybe,
a lost shepherd's sheep?
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4/19/2024 12:40:38 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I really like the produced lines in this poem especially this: We steal from the poor man, and we give it all to the rich. The content of this poem really rich with idea, truth, question and challenge. Yes we are born to be something in life, but we need to discover what we are raising for...if the wheat land ask us what if their use in this life we may say flour, we see what the wheat cant see...and we could be cant see what our roles in our life but others maybe....to find what the meaning we need a strong determination and courage....as if stars given the light as their ability human are given mind as our ability to clear our own identity...what we are is what you believe who you are...because you are nothing if you stop believing, Adam! _Unwritten Soul